You’ll let your own curiosity be the tiebreaker here.
You visited the local guildhall earlier today, you explain. They helped you figure out why you had trouble learning magic in the past and also gave you some supplies to help you practice on your own. You’ve also had the opportunity to confer with a healer from the chapel and exchanged, um, ideas with a mage you met north of town. Tomorrow you were planning on heading up to Kvatch and seeing what they have to offer.
Quill-Weave seems to notice your newfound courage. You get the impression she approves of your conversation skills.
Baeralorn lights up at the mention of Kvatch. He trained at their Mages Guild, he says, back before…
… theeee countess offered him a position here at the castle. He doesn’t know how the Kvatch Mages Guild is doing now, though. He hasn’t been back there in a while and nobody who has been there wants to talk about it.
Quill-Weave says she doesn’t see the big deal about the Kvatch Mages Guild. Whenever she’s in Kvatch, it’s just closed up. It only opens later in the day, or something? None of the locals will give a straight answer about it.
The LADY takes a sip from her GLASS OF WATER. She heard that Archmage Traven started a petition to have the Kvatch guildhall leveled. Not sure what became of that, but rumor has it that not a single person from Kvatch would sign. Even Count Goldwine spoke out against it.
Dairihill suspects that nobody was willing to argue with Count Goldwine so soon after the death of his sons. That was a dark day for everyone. At least after such tragedy, things can only get better for Kvatch.
You are actually doing pretty well! This is almost enjoyable.
I mean, sure, you’re in a terrifying situation and only making it through thanks to an elaborate web of self-inflicted delusions that could come crashing down at any moment. But as long as you can keep this up, it’s just like being at a nice picnic with great food, no booze, and a bunch of friends. At least you’re assuming this is what it’s like to have a bunch of friends. You guess in reality there’d probably be more clothing. As you understand it, friends don’t usually get naked with friends.
Maybe you’ll imagine up some rainbows to make this outdoors scene a little prettier.
KATIA: BE SHEOGORATH. DO IT
You can’t “be” the Daedric Prince of Madness. For one, you’re not a Daedra. For two, you’re not cra-
Aw fuck, you’re imagining rainbows. You are crazy.
You come to the sudden realization that you are actually in a small room with a real Countess, lots of booze, and a bunch of people who are better dressed than you.